歌词
It's in my head
I'm thinking about what you said
and it gets worse
arguing for the foreign verse
.
It's in my head
It's as if you might as well be dead
and like I said
I won't be back home tomorrow
.
And though I see you each day now
I realize you're gone, gone
Now I'm on the inside
and everyday gets worse
.
You see the things are unheard
and I realize I'm gone, gone
and I'm at a loss for words
slowly falling down